"That was the happiest period of time since the birth of the ancestor star. Lifespan, health, martial arts cultivation, gene optimization, scientific and technological level, social structure, governance, energy, and even entertainment, all aspects are close to perfection, but... it was then that time that I encountered the sea of ​​dark objects."

Hua Xi stood by the window and said softly: "If it was a tragic era of war and chaos, if it was the first time civilization was robbed, it didn't matter when it left Zuxing's era, and hell was destroyed, it would not make people feel sad or sad. But why was it the best era but encountered the greatest disaster? If there is no reason in the universe, is this our destiny? Then why are we so unlucky?"

Jing Jiu said: "Zhao Layue said something, there are many nice sounds in the world, and the stream water is pleasant, it sounds like that, do you still have to applaud?"

Hua Xi turned around and looked at him with a blank expression on his face, as if he didn't understand why he said something completely irrelevant at this time.

"The stream flows there by itself, and it makes a sound when encountering a stone. It sounds good or bad, and has nothing to do with people. Neither the stream nor the stone ever thought of giving it to you."

Jing Jiu said: "By the same principle, the appearance of the sea of ​​dark objects, and the encounter with life brings death, has nothing to do with us. The power of darkness has no emotions, no love and hate, or even no subjective purpose, but it just happens to appear in this galaxy."

Huaxi said: "This is still fate."

Jing Jiu said: "You can say that this is fate, but in fact it is still a matter of probability. And I always thought that humans or life can appear as good fate, because death and non-existence are the norm. Since this is the case, even if humans are extinct, it is not bad luck, but they are just returning to normal."

Huaxi was quiet for a while and said, "There is a book that says there is no destiny, only choices, so what is your choice."

If someone else had a first reaction, it would be: I am not the leader of human beings, why should I take on such a heavy responsibility?

Using your own choices to determine the fate of mankind will drive people crazy...

Jing Jiu didn't think so. He knew that he was qualified to take this responsibility and was able to take this responsibility. The only question was whether he was willing to take this responsibility.

General Li asked him to come to this planet and see the city and Huaxi issue, which was actually a kind of expectation or investigation of him.

Inspection was his least favorite, but he decided to answer this question because Huaxi's attitude was very important to his plan.

Jing Jiu said: "I will try to completely solve the problem of the sea of ​​dark objects like that god."

This is what you want to beat.

Hua Xi looked at his eyes, looked at it for a long time, and suddenly asked, "What will you do with this planet after you stay?"

Of course, this question is about what happened tens of thousands of years ago.

Jing Jiu had already come up with the answer in that city and said, "If the mathematical model ended up like this, I would do the same."

Huaxi turned around and looked out the window.

The wasteland outside the window was still so desolate, and her figure seemed a little lonely, but for some reason, I could feel her breath becoming softer.

"Aren't you most afraid of death?" she continued.

Jing Jiu said: "So we have to solve the problem."

"Didn't you say that death silence and non-existence are the norm?"

"What I pursue in practicing Taoism is to break out of normalcy."

"If the problem of the Sea of ​​Dark Things cannot be solved, will you try to leave?"

"certainly."

"The last question, would you be willing to sacrifice yourself in exchange for more people to live?"

"No."

"Why?"

"I live, and human beings live."

After hearing Jing Jiu's answer, Huaxi was silent for a long time.

The black star has no light, the sunlight on the ring base is man-made, and the wasteland outside the window has become somewhat like a landscape in an oil painting and is not real.

She said in a tone of nostalgia and regret: "I would have liked him as a bastard as you back then."

Jing Jiu knew who he was, and he felt a little bit moved and said, "The Tao is different, but they are all great Taos."

"When you talk about the great way, I think of you. The lives of the monks are really so boring? Do you don't listen to music or dance?"

Huaxi returned to the innocent and cute little girl's appearance, as if an old soul left her body at this moment.

The scene was really weird, but Jing Jiu didn't react at all and said, "Yeah, I don't like it."

Hua Xi opened her eyes wide, looked at him curiously and asked, "Then what do you like? I asked just now, there are everything here."

The 857 Ring Base is the most important secret base of the Galaxy Alliance. It is highly vigilant and strictly kept confidential. Whether it is an officer or a research institute, it is difficult for it to leave when it comes here, so the living facilities here are very complete. As she said, there are everything here.

Here you can see the latest movies, hear the latest music, and the latest games from three major game companies. Of course, the game cabin is also the best, and there are various martial arts practice equipment. There are even some special enjoyment under the premise of sufficient authority.

"I don't like anything." Jing Jiu said.

Huaxi looked at him with sympathy, just like watching a good student who was forced by his parents to study every day, had no time to entertain and even thought he didn't like entertainment.

When Jing Jiu was still Jingyang's real person, he lived a very light life and didn't like to deal with people the most. In addition, Nan Wang liked to drink and sang songs after drinking. He was used to retreating in the cave. But at that time, he still liked to do something, such as hot pot and mahjong related.

When he became the queen of Jing Jiu, his five senses were lost, and he could only collect information and simulate one or two through calculations, and he had no interest in eating, drinking, and having fun.

Because he has no feel, he doesn't even like to play mahjong, which is probably like the difference between real mahjong and game mahjong.

In a sense, he is indeed worthy of sympathy for such a thing.

When Zhao Layue, Liu Shisai, Gu Qing and others discovered this, they all wanted to hug him and raise him high because they felt distressed.

Jing Jiu didn't think this was a heartbreaking thing. In order to live, what was such a small price? And he didn't like this feeling of being sympathized with.

He no longer paid attention to Huaxi, connected to the dedicated network of the ring base, and began to continue reading information about the Sea of ​​Dark Things.

Hua Xi didn't want to pay attention to him anymore, so she turned around and walked out of the house with the young officer, saying, "Is the drink fun at night? How about the wine? I like strong wine."

"According to the Union regulations, you are not yet legally age to drink."

Hua Xi curled her lips and said, "Then I'll go dance."

"Based on data analysis, the base host's favorite music genre is psychedelic rock, which is not suitable for the type of dance you like."

Huaxi stopped and said, "Switch to the host who likes swing dance."

Jing Jiu raised his head and glanced at her.

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Time, as the data waterfall flowed, it was soon late at night. The cocktail party at 857 reached its climax. Through the thick alloy door and a long distance, Jing Jiu could hear louder and louder sounds. It seemed that Huaxi's idea was satisfied, and the rhythm of the songs at the cocktail party was indeed very swaying.

While he was about to turn off the six consciousnesses and block out the external sounds, he suddenly heard a slight sound of breaking through the air from the night sky.

The base did not sound an alarm. The sound of breaking through the air started to be extremely sharp, and then suddenly disappeared, indicating that the opponent's movement speed was extremely fast, even far beyond those combat armor.

Jing Jiu easily calculated that the person was buried in Chen Yun. After thinking about it, he opened the window and flew out.

The sun in this galaxy is very dark. It is night and the environment is even darker, which is very conspicuous in this galaxy and other galaxy groups.

Under the stars in the sky, two sword lights left the ring base and arrived at the south wasteland without long.

There is no barrier to isolate the city here. The wasteland is really desolate, without the breath of life, and black dust is everywhere.

Jing Jiu landed on an extremely high mountain and looked at the black field.

The sandstorm rolled on the field, like a giant dragon.

The clouds are buried in running.

He did not fly, his legs stepped on the ground in the wilderness, running constantly, occasionally shouting.

There is no purpose or reason to run at night.

This black wasteland is the hell of death.

Running in hell and feeling the smell of death is what he wants to do.

The problem is that this is something that others dare not do.

So to others, this action is crazy and incomprehensible.

Who knows how many dangers are hidden in the black wasteland without protective covers, whether there are blood thumbs or spores that still remain vibrant, and even some monsters may exist.

Jing Jiu stood by the cliff and looked at the scene and felt some appreciation.

Not long after, Shen Yunmeng ran back from the distance from the black wasteland.

The warships outside the atmosphere all monitored a straight line on the surface at the same time, about 700 kilometers.

Accompanied by the sound of gravel falling, Shenyun buried climbed to the top of the peak, looked at the stars in the sky, took a deep breath of the thin air with the unique smell of death spores, and asked, "What are you here to do?"

He was wearing a simple Taoist bun like he usually did and was wearing white clothes.

After running at night, the bun was scattered on the shoulders, and the white clothes were covered with broken mouths, and even a little burnt. It can be described as unblocked clothes.

Jing Jiu glanced at him and said, "Your clothes are not good."
Chapter completed!